“Slippery Meal”

As promised, today begins my gambit: a month of poems. Thank you, to all that have contributed to this project. A lifelong friend was the first to walk into my web and suggest the words “slippery meal.”

I enjoyed the tale of how he fell into the phrase. What it means to him is entirely different than what it means to me. David Walsh, thank you for your kindness, consideration, and fellowship. Inspired by the words you suggested, I’ve found this piece.